I have become this person but it took a lot of experience, reading and understanding.
When I was in an abusive relationship all my friends’s partners were crappy too, plus I had always been treated like crap by my own family. It was nothing new, just how people were.
Once I told my mum that my partner had got angry with our baby for waking up and practically slammed him into the cot, shouting at him to “go to fucking sleep”. She said “yeah, men get like that.”
I was literally told on a forum in capital letters. YOU ARE IN AN ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIP. GET OUT. But this lady was American. I just thought Americans must take this stuff more seriously over there. If I had said to anyone I knew that I was in an abusive relationship at the time they would have rolled their eyes. Emotional abuse wasn’t a thing any of us recognised. I had no bruises.
It still took me years to leave. The relationship was 3 - 6 weeks of things being great, then a really, really shitty few weeks where I would feel absolutely gutted and miss the nice version of him. I would be abused emotionally and be so upset I would ask him for a cuddle, needing comfort from the “good version” of him. He would give me a stiff hold with a cold demeanour.
Soom enough the “good version” of my partner would be back and I would be so relieved and happy. I would try to be the best girlfriend possible to prevent the bad times.
It took years to figure out what was happening, lots and lots of reading about psychology, relationships, types of abuse.
And even then - how do you break up with someone who’s family have been your family for years. How do you make a man leave his home and his children when he’s being the “good version”?
It was messy and heartbreaking and I lost a family. And that’s just the first few months. Co-parenting with a man like this is a whole second abusive relationship.